And lo! as the early mist dissolved, And the morning red flamed o'er me, the form of the man who was crucified Appeared on the path before me. the sight of you always makes me sad, Unhappy kinsman and dreamer
And lo! as the early mist dissolved, And the morning red flamed o'er me,the form of the man who was crucified Appeared on the path before me.the sight of you always makes me sad, Unhappy kinsman and dreamer